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Your odds of winning the lottery are one in 15 million. Funding your future with lotto winnings isn't likely, given the odds. You'll have to take your financial future into your own hands if you hope to retire comfortably, and ease the anxiety of a hand-to-mouth existence. Such a well-funded fate requires an investment of your time before you invest your money.…Keep reading

 

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[Poem of the week] KNITTER




KNITTER



Drawers full of warm rollnecks
she knits and so tracks people
down who all the year round
brave the winter in her.

Needles are the final language.
One after another rhyme has
imposed silence on the living.
Yet they’re all still here.

Their alphabet’s a perfect secret,
it’s under wraps, unspoken.
The one to speak can’t grasp it.
Their conversation ticks, ticks around me.



© 1995, Bernard Dewulf
© Translation: 2010, Willem Groenewegen




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DarkPoetry Poem of the Day: Time

What is time -

Except the passing of one present into another

That we are conscious of this passing -

Is what separates us from all other creatures

It is our blessing -

And our curse

A blessing in that, with this awareness -

We are given control over our destiny

A curse in that, with this awareness -

In our attempt to manage time,

So focused on the future are we,

That we fail to see the present for what it is

For truely it is -

Our place

In time

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Your Poem for August 24 2010

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My favorite place to be is in the Blue Ridge mountains and, as I post this, I am sitting on top of a Blue Ridge mountain pasture, gazing out at lush green mountaintops in all directions. Thus, my own poem about gazing out at the pasture behind my mother's house in Franklin, North Carolina, seems a perfect choice to share with you today. Though neither the house nor my mother are part of my life anymore, those memories always make me smile and I find immense comfort in knowing there are still mountain pastures where I can go to watch "the mist nuzzling the brown cows" (although today's cows are actually black!) and the fireflies dancing "like coy lanterns...in the darkening stillness." I am a happy girl at this moment; hope you are, too.

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[Poetry Chaikhana] Kahlil Gibran - Good and Evil (from The Prophet)

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Good and Evil (from The Prophet)

By Kahlil Gibran
(1883 - 1931)

 

And one of the elders of the city said, Speak to us of Good and Evil.
And he answered:
Of the good in you I can speak, but not of the evil.
For what is evil but good tortured by its own hunger and thirst?
Verily when good is hungry it seeks food even in dark caves, and when it thirsts it drinks even of dead waters.

You are good when you are one with yourself.
Yet when you are not one with yourself you are not evil.
For a divided house is not a den of thieves; it is only a divided house.
And a ship without rudder may wander aimlessly among perilous isles yet sink not to the bottom.

You are good when you strive to give of yourself.
Yet you are not evil when you seek gain for yourself.
For when you strive for gain you are but a root that clings to the earth and sucks at her breast.
Surely the fruit cannot say to the root, "Be like me, ripe and full and ever giving of your abundance."
For the fruit giving is a need, as receiving is a need to the root.

You are good when you are fully awake in your speech,
Yet you are not evil when you sleep while your tongue staggers without purpose.
And even stumbling speech may strengthen a weak tongue.

You are good when you walk to your goal firmly and with bold steps.
Yet you are not evil when you go thither limping.
Even those who limp go not backward.
But you who are strong and swift, see that you do not limp before the lame, deeming it kindness.

You are good in countless ways, and you are not evil when you are not good,
You are only loitering and sluggard.
Pity that the stags cannot teach swiftness to the turtles.

In your longing for your giant self lies your goodness: and that longing is in all of you.
But in some of you that longing is a torrent rushing with might to the sea, carrying the secrets of the hillsides and the songs of the forest.
And in others it is a flat stream that loses itself in angles and bends and lingers before it reaches the shore.
But let not him who longs much say to him who longs little, "Wherefore are you slow and halting?"
For the truly good ask not the naked, "Where is your garment?" nor the houseless, "What has befallen your house?"

 

-- from The Prophet, by Kahlil Gibran

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Hi Omss -

Some feisty thoughts for a full moon Monday...

I like this meditation on good and evil. It challenges assumptions and raises important questions. Gibran suggests there is only good, for that is everyone's inherent nature, and what we call evil is simply being lost and uninspired. He calls us to be compassionate to those who are selfish and cruel, for they suffer from greater poverty than the homeless and greater hunger than the starving; they suffer from poverty of the soul.

I strongly feel one should never passively allow the hard-hearted to inflict harm or hoard what belongs to all. Such actions must be opposed with strength and courage and cunning. The vulnerable must always be protected. That is a basic duty. But even complete success in one action does not stop the fundamental dynamic of harm, just that particular instance. We must always remember that those who inflict harm and encode selfishness into systems and institutions, those people are also seeking their way, just blinded by their spiritual poverty. That's where the real, patient work of the ages is found... finding how to open eyes and hearts long used to to being shut, finding how to redirect them toward the forgotten goodness and generosity held within.

This is where I have to take issue with the Gibran's line, "Pity that the stags cannot teach swiftness to the turtles." We are neither stags nor turtles, and the speed of our spiritual unfolding is not fixed at birth. Every human being harbors something of the heavenly within. There is no speed to the process. All that is needed is the right reminder of what we already are. Then begins the steady process of discovering how to encourage that ember and let its warmth permeate all aspects of our lives. Turtles don't need to become stags. Humans simply need to become themselves. Humans just need to become more human.

But how to reach those who would armor themselves against the urging of their own hearts? No simple formula, nor single action nor organization can accomplish this. Not a year nor a generation nor a century will accomplish this. Still, that is what must be done. That is the real, hard, slow work given to us all to accomplish, each in our own lives, our work, our world.

Knowing our work, let's be impatient to begin and supremely patient in its accomplishment. Knowing our work, what cause is there for anything but joy in turning to it each day?

In your longing for your giant self lies your goodness: and that longing is in all of you.

Ivan

 

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